Life is absurd. As children we exist without self-awareness, full of joy and without worries. We even play dead, the concept of death being out of our reach. And then self-awareness takes over; we start to fear death and question life. We seek meaning when there is none. We chase the moments of fleeting joy without ever being able to keep hold of them. We long to feel the way we did when young and insouciant. So we look to youth for inspiration, hoping that we can capture their joie de vivre that was once part of all of us.